Diane Cluck is a Virginia-based singer-songwriter. Her ecstatic vocal style has been noted for its uniquely clipped, glottal beauty. She accompanies herself on instruments ranging from guitar to piano, harmonium, zither, percussion, and toy accordian, and often plays alongside cellist Isabel Castellvi. Diane releases her seventh album, Boneset, through Important Records on March 4, 2014—a rich journey seeded with birds, death, wealth and poverty, boldness and heart. “Cluck’s sparse compositions seem to float defiantly from some fortress the conscious self had long left behind”, a reviewer from The Providence Phoenix recently wrote. Fellow folk musician Devendra Banhart championed her early, referring to her as “my favorite singer-songwriter in all of New York City”, and choosing one of her songs for his Golden Apples of the Sun compilation. Other supporters / collaborators include CocoRosie, who invited Cluck to open shows in the U.S. and Europe and released her Countless Times album through their personal label imprint. Sharon Van Etten, Florence Welch (of Florence And The Machine), and Laura Marling have all cited Diane’s work as influential.

Even when she’s on East Coast domestic duty raising three kids, Amanda Jo Williams remains an enigmatic L.A. musical mainstay. Over a decade into her wild tenure, most are at a loss of where to put her, how to describe her, and how to process such lines as “I need a fire in my chest and blood in my pee to urinate.” Known to scoff at tags like “freak-folk” and “alt-country” by merely starring at you in scolding confusion with the same steely eyes that were once captured by flashbulbs in the NYC modeling world, she proves over again that she’s far too feral for the easily digestible grooming of genre shackles. But one eyeball/ear full of the dust her and her gang kick up at such off the beaten left-hand path venues like The Echo Country Outpost (where she has taken the role of undisputed mascot and spiritual leader) is all one needs to connect the quivering dots.